Figures I have to fill this post with compliments now that Aischa has done so for me. Oookkk…let me try. Aischa is a sweet, adorable, admirable, affectionate, gobsmacking, hearthrobbing, mind-twirling, humour-crashing chic (at least for me…thats what she did when ever I displayed my humour..crashed it!). I won’t get into the details now.
There is a lot more than this…its just that I can’t brainwork more adjectives and just dont know where I kept my thesaurus..must be in the pile of my school stuff hidden somewhere. Oops! now lets not deviate from the main topic…what was it??. Yeah! Aischa! Yes so she is the most dynamic personality I have ever met (actually i say that because she is the only person existing on earth that has been able to give me english classroom complexes till yet!). And now that Aischa has mentioned my poetry, let me tell you that actually Aischa’s soul touching poetry were the fountainhead of my blasphemous ones (actually its not the poetries that are blasphemous its the fact that they are hidden from my family members that makes them blasphemous). It was in that dim lit second hand classroom of ours where I saw Aischa sitting and writing and expressing herself so expertly that I realised I am a poetess too.
All those adjectives i used in the start for Aischa jan were actually how the world saw her and thought about her. I made friends with a different person…
So its like, when I had joined this school or more accurately before I met her, I always saw her as the girl with high IQ and I was told she was a real snob and from what people described she was something like a bookworm but this perception of mine was CRASHED! when I actually met her. That was a year ago. She was actually this: A person brimming with talents that were being trashed in that heck of a school. It was same with me so as she said it, we clung onto anything that kept us going aka each other. So we spent our school days singing in the bio lab and yeah dreaming about MUWCI, where Aischa would now be going…I am gonna miss you Aischa jan….
To sum up every thing she’s a great poet, an inspirational one too (because she was the one to trap me into this line of heretics), a great singer she could even be an opera singer if India would have held operas, a person with a high IQ and EQ, and in the end (what’s most important and what lacks in this hell of a place) a great individual with a soft and tender heart. I am obliged by your friendship Aischa!!!
Love,
Raeha
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